omg wtf bbq kk gief plx lol ty np Chairman lmao zomg pwnt

Learn the internetspeak!

if you don't already know how to be geeky enough to understand all the amazing abbrevations of the intarweb, frolic in a bit of this.

(it is in Norwegian)

Also, Liv Elin and I decided to make a list of our own, it goes like this:
SUYDOS = Shut Up You Dirty Old Slag
DUYCF = Drink Up Your Coffee Fancyboy
RYTP = Remove Your Toe Please
LGOME = Let Go Of My Ear Please (letgoofme)
IHAARCOMH = I Have An Agitated Red Cat On My Head
MPIROMK = My Pet Is Running Over My Keyboard
HN = Hairy Nostril/Hairy n00b
LOL = Laughing Out Loud

okay, we are getting way too original for the internet, so we'll finish here.

It's always been you

That is the name of the song I am listening to right now, it's by Thomas Dybdahl, in fact, I have blogged about it before.

Weather in Oslo is dim, quite cold, but annoyingly refreshing.
Refreshing in a way you hate it. If you are so forgetful that you put moisturizer on your face in the morning, the liquid will feel tatooed to your face until you get inside or board a bus. It's cold in a way that makes your fingertips go a bit stiff and your nose go unconscious.

Tiny, thin clouds of smoke appear when you talk. When I was littler I used to pretend I was smoking. A friend and I would run around with sticks (not long sticks, plebface, short ones) in our mouths and do a posh stance before blowing a cloud of thick smoke with a sexy and dangerous look on our face. Of course we didn't really know what sexy would look like, but I swear we tried our best, wearing scarves up to our eyebrows that we had to continuously push down under our chins with frozen mittens. I get the image of the two of us doing that every time it gets cold enough for our breath to morph, which is, if I may add; very often.

Picture taken of my legs by Kida in Media Lesson earlier this year! ( when the trees were still green)

Pictures from Bergen

Yes! YES, I am strangely attracted to the sun. I like it very much.
I have mentioned before a project called "Skies" which I have been working on for the better part of the year, it is still not finished though, give me another couple of months and you'll see!

A part from that I do not recommend ancient jawbreakers as an afternoon treat. They go horrible after a few years it seems.

Current Project

Yes! I believe some people around me have been asked to help me out a bit when I have been writing this. And it's quite long, but currently going very very well. So, please read it and tell me what you think!

What I'm writing now - 3rd edited version


The moon is making me shake.
Akershus Fortress by night.
sun is drawing with the clouds outside my house.
Sunset outside my house
Aker Brygge by night


photos taken by yours truly.

Chocolate biscuits

Who wouldn't want any of those right now?

or chocolate muffins!


... iih...

about a viking weekend

Let's blog as if this blog was about me!
Have mostly been at home, attempted to watch Jackie Brown with my stepdad, but I fell asleep because I was so tired. Saw major parts of Alfie - that is a nice film and I think I recommend it.
Taken my little brother to the movies and watched Over the Hedge, he seemed to enjoy it and I did too. We had dinner at Bambus which was excellent and the dessert was even more splendid. When we arrived safely home I realised I had forgotten to bring my keys with me, which means we were locked outside. In addition it was raining and quite cold. I called my stepdad and we had to take a taxi to where they were, at a tiny dinner-party with some friends of the family.
So we went there, with a taxi.
It was nice seeing them again as it had been a while. But after a little too many drinks we had two 40+ year old women frolicking about, flapping arms and legs wildly on the floor to old Dum Dum Boys classics.
The next morning I had surpressed that certain event which my little brother was so kind to rejuvinate in my head. I also made a chocolate cake and sorted through all my shoes.
It seems I have (counting my snowboard boots) exactly 26 pairs of shoes.

I am pleased, after reading law-studies and ancient-history I feel better. Also knowing that I actually have nearly 30 pairs of shoes has filled my chest with warmth and my eyes (I am certain) must be glowing.

It has come to my attention

I have noticed that my blog-entries have become increasingly longer.
So I've found it best to make a post that would alter the statistics.
Even though it will only be a little bit of altering.

Not pushing it over the edge.

I have also noticed the unflattering number of chins I gather from that angle.
The chick to the right of me is my sister, her name is Stinky.



The things that ring a bell when I hear the word coke:

The launching of the new Coke ZERO in Norway - that by the way has had a huge success.
What a lot of people are not aware of is that the artificial sweetener called Aspartame is added in this "new" soft drink, Coke Zero.
Aspartame used to be the sweetener in Diet Coke, but was replaced with sucralose in 2005 because of the danger. The Coca Cola Company (c) has now simply indirectly relaunched the old version of Diet Coke under a new name.

Apparently aspartame can damage your cardiac conduction system and can cause otherwise healthy people without previous symptoms of heart disease to drop dead. This is known as Sudden cardiac death.
I assume this is a bit of an exaggeration and over 8. 000 products worldwide contain aspartame, we are pretty much screwed anyway. But what does provoke me is the relaunch of an old product under a new name, also when the old product was changed due to health risks. They make us buy that old shit over again. Cheeky.

Other things that ring a bell when I hear the word "coke" is definitely the films Pulp Fiction and It's All Gone Pete Tong. Now talking about the drug, cocaine. The best part of blogging about cocaine just now was reading about it first. The website www.cocaine.org is the first website I have ever seen that is actually promoting something so dangerous. To quote this here it actually says:

"Crack-cocaine delivers an intensity of pleasure completely outside the normal range of human experience. It offers the most wonderful state of consciousness, and the most intense sense of being alive, the user will ever enjoy."

Well knowing that after seeing the two previously mentioned films I will never ever ever do cocaine. Especially not after It's all Gone Pete Tong featuring the cocaine badger. Eeep. That badger is enough to keep your kids of drugs for LIFE. Drugs - don't do it kids! Or the badger will getcha!



Journey fever

In Norwegian, preparing for a trip, or looking forward to a trip is referred to as”Reisefeber” or ”journey-fever”. It’s the emotion of expectations, nerves and thoughts all building up inside your tummy, swelling like yeast, growing and growing. Sometimes the expectations can tickle and make you feel all happy.

Personally I have never seen the “journey-fever” as an actual fever. It is not some hot, hallucinating, discombobulated state of mind, to me it’s rather the cool freshness of air-conditioning. The relaxed, sophisticated breath of hotel lobbies. Perhaps that is because few of my journeys throughout life have been to boiling hot destinations of sweaty discomfort, but rather getting there by ice-cold airplanes and freezing boats.

Most of the time it is not the destination or location in itself that is the most exciting part about a trip, more often it’s rather the journey in itself: the plane, the train, the boat the bus, maybe a car or a subway, maybe you will even walk or ride a bike. The people you will meet, the food you will eat, the noises around you that you will not be fully able to grasp – sheltered in a cloud of drowsiness. The groggy and distant feeling of getting up way earlier than you find enjoyable; filled with tension and excitement. Loosing connection with your usual schedule and agenda, not the usual bus or car today, not the usual radio station, not the usual cereal for breakfast, not the usual shave or shower. Everything is different, a full detachment from what you call your everyday reality.

Escaping rather, not fully, but partially escaping from routines. Still you will have responsibility of things around you, packing, preparing and paying (not to mention paying) are examples of things that are rarely seen as an escape from anything.
Though still you should do what must be done, keep your seatbelt fastened and launch into your little run-away, because you sure do deserve it. And don’t worry about the journey-fever, it will pass, though by the moment it has – you can’t wait until next time you will catch it.

Have a nice trip :)

(I am also blogging from my sisters place where I am currently residing and having a very good time. I'll be back by Tuesday).

ok, I am here to kill a myth

Vikings are known as brutal, ruthless, pillaging and raping barbarians. Loud, heavy, scruffy and evil bastards.
This is certainly true, and it's not what I am here to question. Well there is one word here that I would like to disagree with.
The word scruffy.

Because the vikings would braid their hair, use perfumes and work-out several times a day. They would indeed be quite fit. They spent their lives outside in the fresh air, having clear complexion and polite habits. As Christians lives with only 10 commendments, the vikings had 79. (The rules they lived by were called Håvamål - ask me and I'll tell you more).
ALSO, the male vikings had a bath once a week. The Norwegian word for Saturday, which is Lørdag, comes from the ancient Norwegian word Laurdag, meaning bathing-day.

So even though the vikings could be monstrous killing-machines, they had a sense of style and elegance. Known to carry combs with them for example.
You could accuse them of many things, but smelly they were not.

hhe heeeh heh he


it's tuesday, no wait, it's wednesday.

wtf mate?

AAAAAND, I'm going to make you some art, right here.
Watch this:


Failed to stop my heart from

All of the king's horses
and all of the king's men
couldn't pull my heart,
back together again

All of the physicians
and mathematicians too

failed to stop my heart,
from breaking in two

'Cause all I need is you
I just need you
yeah, you've got the glue
So i'm gonna give my heart to you

From Humpty Dumpty Love Song, by Travis.

Save Room - John Legend
Problem is just I'm starting to like this song, I like it very much.


How I spent my Autumn Break

Friday 29th, I met up with my dear friend Foss and Josh around 6-ish.
The two of them had started drinking on the plane from England to Norway, quite early, in other words, 10 in the morning. So, seeing they were both a bit influenced it was chill and easy to meet up with them. Foss I have known for over a year, but I've never actually met him and it was splendid to catch up! Josh is just a twat that came a long, but he's awesome as well.

Anyway, it happened that they bought me a few drinks and we decided to move on to a restaurant to have something to eat, because we were hungry. On our way to said restaurant there was a yappy little dog in a leash passing by and Josh found it best to attempt to kick it. Being slightly shitfaced (that means "being in a drunken state") Josh fell right over instead.
When trying to explain his fall just minutes later, he fell over once again.

We ate swordfish and had some lovely white-wine. The two lads can apparently not remember much, but they enjoyed the fish! Which I am pleased to hear. I got safely home, but I can't remember how.

Saturday they had the day to themselves, but were joining me and my family for dinner, so to secure that they would arrive in a sober state I sent them a text saying:
"you two better not be drinking"
as a reply to this I got the apologetic:
"this is the last one :P going over to coffee now."

At my place we had some Sol-beer with lime and delicious mexican food. Josh knocked the shit out of all of us in Goldeneye and then I knocked the shit out of them in Soul Calibur II.

Sunday I brought my little brother along and we visited the Autumn Exhibition. Since both Foss and Josh were unable to finish their ice creams I had to do it for them. The weather was absolutely lovely, we split up and met up later in the day, without the little brother this time. Liv Elin joined us that night and we all had a lot to drink. We hung out in at an English pub called "Belfry" and got rather canaccas.

Monday we all felt like shit.
We had coffee at Bagel&Juice and some pizza at a new place on Aker Brygge. Josh was unable to eat anymore than two slices of his pizza so Elin and I had to finish it for him.
Still feeling horrible we all went our seperate ways. I put on something pink and met Foss down at Aker Brygge. Josh was sleeping.
Liv Elin came along at some point, we ate some expensive food, but it was alright. Then we gathered up with Josh at the English pub. This night Audun joined us as well!
We had fun, but had troubles drinking anything containing alcohol or smelling like beer. When heading for the train home it was raining so heavily we were soaked to the underwear and there were puddles the size of OCEANS in the street. Fantastic. Having consumed only a little bit of alcohol we found it hard to resist splashing around in the fountain at Nationaltheatret in the middle of the night. Liv Elin and I discovered later that this was a bad idea, seeing it was still pouring down and we were cold as fuck. Liv Elins mum gave us a lift home and I had a hot shower to wash the rain off.

On Tuesday, Liv Elin took Audun, Josh and Foss to Frognerparken/Vigelandsparken and they also had kebab. Later the four of them went to the movies to see Over the Hedge.
I had dinner with my dad, stepmum, aunt, uncle and grandmother at a place called Bambus, it was splendid and I was very very full. Then my dad and stepmum took me to the movies, we saw Over the Hedge as well! I liked it, it was extremely predictable, but still very cute. Went home and to bed.

On Wednesday Foss and Josh met up at 12, I was late, Liv Elin was even later and Audun came trotting aaages afterwards. Together we took the train to the Technical Museum at Kjelsås and strolled around. I thought it was wonderful, I have always liked that museum. We took the train back to Oslo S, bought some donuts and then took the bus to Aker Brygge where we had food at Deli de Luca. Mmmmm! Went for a lovely walk just around town, had a look at Norway Designs and then split up. Liv Elin and I went home and the lads went off for some alone time.

Met up again at eight/nine-ish and couldn't decide where to go eat. After walking a bit back and forth (literally) we ate at Gate of India. The food was fantastic, we had both red- and white wine before paying, and making us comfortable at Den Gamle Majors Lab where we had a pint. Time was running out and Audun left first to catch the last subway for home. Liv Elin and I took the bus and placed Josh and Foss in the care of Sporveien. When going off at the station where Liv Elin lives, we discovered that my bus had left ages ago and there would be no other buses I could take until morning. So she walked part of the way with me and I walked all the way home :)

Thursday the plan was to go to Sweden, but we didn't in the end. My brother came to town and I stayed at home to clean things out and say hi. Had a lovely dinner at home with the entire family. After dinner Skjalg and I brought some liqeour with us to Liv Elins place where everyone were currently staying. We said hello. Had too much to drink, then I stumbled home with my brother. We were, in fact, stumbling, because we had been drinking insane amounts.

Friday my brother and I went shopping, Skjalg had a haircut, and I bought something resembling peach-booze and a bottle of red wine that I brought along to Liv Elins house. Josh, Audun, Liv Elin and I went shopping for food, pretty much the guys went berzerk in the Wine-monopoly, to everyones enjoyment. We had a simple porridge for dinner, then went over to the booze quite quickly (not bottle by bottle, but everything at once). It was a mixed experience, mostly Battery and Jagermeister, but obviously also Flaggpunch followed by apperitif of peach with - sprite was it? Maybe it was sparkling water with lemon, anyway it was very good.
Cutting it short we got shitfaced. My older brother Skjalg came by later the same night, he came with Snap n' Crackle and chips, so obviously there wasn't much of a party without him seeing we already had too much of both. Lovely having him there, but can't remember seeing him leave, actually it's all pretty much a blur from when I... When I... I can't really remember what I remember last... Think I went to bed, had done all kinds of tidy things before sleeping though, as taking my earrings off and putting them in my wallet, folding up Josh's jumper O_o though I can't remember that actually happening.

The day after, Saturday, we were hungover. When we got up we sat outside in the sun for a bit, that was very nice. I washed the toilet free of what my brother had thrown up over it the night before. Even though we were tired and feeling rather delicate, we took the train to town and had breakfast at Bagel & Juice. It was absolutely delicious. After coffee and/or smoothies we took the train back to Liv Elins place and watched Treasure planet. The film was very funny, even though I've seen it before. I can't seem to place properly what we did that day, but I'm telling you it wasn't much. Had Chili con Carne for dinner and had nothing alcoholic to drink! Made some lefser that were way too sweet, saw the film Love Actually and chilled out. People then slowly crept into their beds. Audun and I stayed up until around 2:30 in the morning just chatting away before going to bed.

Sunday morning everyone got up before me. Josh and Liv Elin were sitting on the sofa and Foss and Audun in each their chair. I settled myself in a chair of my own and we sat staring into nothing listening to Kings of convenience while time was going by. In the end Josh and Foss had to catch their plane, so Audun drove them to the airport. Liv Elin and I had a shower and slept for a bit. When Audun came back again Liv Elin made us some breakfast. Afterwards we cleaned Liv Elins house out completely. Audun gave me a lift home, we sat in the sun and he had dinner at my place. Played Zelda, Ocarina of Time before Audun had to go home, quite enjoyed that.

Then it seems the holiday is over and I really wish it wasn't :(
So Foss, Josh, Audun and Liv Elin - We really really need to hook up again one time. Had a wonderful time, thank you so much.
I managed to take about three pictures during the entire week, and all of these I took with my phone, so I can't upload them! Go flippin me.


The people that sleep the least in Europe is Norwegian teenagers.

Giraffes only sleep for about 2 hours a day.

Randy Garner is the person in the world that has managed without sleep for the longest, which is 11 days. (Only after 4 days without sleep, Randy started hallucinating).

At the age of 16, your biological rhythm shifts. You become more of an "owl" - a person who likes to go to bed late and get up later. This changes after a few years, depending on your sleeping hours.

To wear cotton when you sleep is the best material for clothes, because it's the fabric that best breathes and is the most comfortable.

If you don't exercise enough, you often experience massive sleep-loss. Try to run around a bit in some fresh air and the quality of your sleep might be better.

At an average one third of your life is spent sleeping.

The older you get, the fewer hours of sleep you need.

A typical newborn baby results in 400-750 hours lost sleep for parents during the first year.

The most alluring sleep distraction is the 24-hour accessibility to the internet.
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